in this world, but not of it
so he watches from above it
- What would really happen, if you had to face each other sine missione, no quarter given, no mercy shown?
- I would give your husband a glorious death.
- You joke of killing a man you love when someday you may be asked to.
Truth is cruel. Out of the cocky ones who tried to revive the dead in order to be embraced by their mother’s warmth again, one of them was robbed of his leg with which to stand, and his one and only brother was also taken from him. The other was stripped of his entire body which left him unable to feel warmth at all. The woman who longed for her dead child was given a body no longer able to reproduce. Now, the one who had his eyes fixed on the country’s future was robbed of his vision; never again will he be able to see what the future holds. He gives humans their suitable forms of despair to prevent them from getting too conceited.
When you see yourself in a crowded room
Do your fingers itch, are you pistol-whipped?
Will you step in line or release the glitch?
Can you fall asleep with a panic switch?
I have officially been consumed by this freakin’ game.
Watercolor and ink on bristol board, more of a stress relief thing than anything. Every friggin light in my house is yellow so I give up trying to take good pictures of this shit for now.